The suspension is pure GT-R Nismo, with three-stage adjustable Bilstein dampers, a hollow rear anti-roll bar, Nismo wishbone links at the front, and high-rigidity bolts to stiffen the suspension around the wheel hub. The idea behind all of that is greater wheel control and better stability, both in a straight line and during extreme cornering. There are Nismo-spec wheels and tyres, too.

You don’t lose much over the regular GT-R – except having to part with more money. It gives very little, if anything, away to the base car in terms of comfort and everyday usability. The ride is, for a car of this ilk, acceptably pliant. And while the underlying ride might be a bit more unsettled than usual, it’s never harsh.

There’s a bit more tramlining over bad surfaces (of which, you’ll have noticed, there are quite a few in the UK) than I remember from my last outing in a road-going GT-R. But you can tell there’s really deft wheel control going on underneath you; real first-rate sort of stuff.

Perhaps the unsprung weight, thanks to the 20in Rays forged aluminium wheels, is reduced over that of the standard GT-R. It’s got that sort of light-on-its-feet feel, which is pretty impressive given that it’s a 1740kg car.

But roads – despite the hefty kerb weight – aren’t really the GT-R Track Edition’s bag. It’s so uninterested in them that regardless of what the speed limit is, it’ll get to it and maintain it without having to roll up its sleeves an inch.

It’ll cope with beaten B-roads, where it steers keenly, nibbling at cambers and crests and dips, while the engine whooshes you along on a barrow-load of torque, delivered to all four wheels via its unnoticeably smooth six-speed dual-clutch automatic gearbox.

It corners like very little else. In, say, an Aston Martin Vantage, you’d trail the brakes in to settle the nose, get back on the power and your exit angle would depend on your enthusiasm. The GT-R is happy to be trailed in on the brakes like that, but it’s far from essential, and with the reapplication of throttle, it just settles down at the rear and fires you outwards at a lick you can’t comprehend.

It steers well – quick and well weighted – but everything happens so fast that before you’ve really figured out what it’s doing and where it’s apportioning power, the steering wheel is straightening in your hands, the speedo is gaining numbers faster than you can read them and you’re out of the bend.